Fertile land

Chapter 250

Yuqing Palace, Zuiyue Pavilion, the courtyard is a little deeper, under the cherry trees...

The woman is dressed in red and has a slender waist, and her black hair is fluttering in the wind with the movements of her hands!
Spring in Fenglan Country always comes a few months later than in Dongli Country.

The petals of the cherry blossoms moved with the woman in the courtyard. From a distance, it looked like a flower fairy falling into the world. Feng Qingcheng's eyes were reluctant to move away from the woman, inch by inch,
"what happened?"

Feng Qingcheng looked at the maid Zisu indifferently, as if she were a dead object, "Didn't I say that I want you to take good care of her?"

"Master, forgive me!"

"Master, the girl said she was bored and wanted to stretch her arms and legs!"

Zisu and Honglian were so frightened that they knelt down repeatedly. Only their servants knew that the name of the third prince, the God of War, was not in vain!

His ruthlessness and bloodthirsty were well known to everyone in the mansion and Fenglan Kingdom, and he had never given them a smile.

They always thought he couldn't laugh.

Until they saw with their own eyes the master's tender care for the little maid, they couldn't believe their eyes.

Surprise, they have to shut up!

Buwei also said that things about Zuiyue Pavilion should not be talked about outside. If he hears a little bit, be careful what they say.

"Tell me, what did she do today?"

"Your Highness, the girl didn't eat much today, drank medicine twice, went to the kitchen, and has been practicing martial arts for more than an hour now!"

"Oh?"

A faint smile appeared on Feng Qingcheng's lips, "What are you doing in the kitchen? Is it possible that the food doesn't suit your appetite?"

"That's not true. She said that she was too bored to eat and sleep in the house and had to find something to keep busy."

"What did she do?"

"Borsch soup, Kung Pao chicken, pan-fried small yellow croaker..."

"Haha, didn't she just say yesterday that I made her fat? She won't be afraid of getting fat when she makes her own food?" The man complained in a low voice and shook his head!
As soon as he said it, the clear voice of the martial woman sang a ballad again,
"...It's all because dreams are more wonderful than separation, it's all because your figure is too clear, I always hear the dripping of rain, and I can't forget your gentle expression..."

This ballad made Feng Qingcheng addicted to it. In the past, when she hummed ballads, she would always go off-key. When he smiled, she would chase him. I wonder where and when she learned to be so good at it?
Looking at her singing and dancing at the same time, she looks so comfortable and casual. Maybe she learned it after returning to Silk Country.

Li Xier performed a five-step boxing exercise for a while. For some reason, she started to fight in a chaotic manner. She was very skillful in this movement...

While she was enjoying herself, a man jumped up from the air and met her palm. The two fought with bare hands. After a hearty fight, Feng Qingcheng stopped.

"What are you stopping for? Come on!" The woman glanced at him.

"It's okay to exercise a little, but don't do too much..."

Feng Qingcheng did not spoil her.

"Humph! I can beat ten cows. How can I be so fragile!" Li Xier pouted. "Do you think this is hunting?"

Feng Qingcheng raised her eyes and saw a petal falling from the sky and falling into her black hair. She stepped forward and took it out for her.

“Come again!!!”

Li Xi'er saw a stick standing beside the courtyard, using the stick instead of a gun, like a silver snake attacking him, "Thieves! Invincible Overlord Spear, watch your move!"

The man quickly dodged and almost spurted blood, "You're wronged, Junior Brother Hua! I just... took the petals!" Helplessly, he stepped forward to fight with him.

There was another fierce battle, and it was not over until the winner was decided.

Feng Qingcheng let out a breath and chuckled, while Li Xi'er raised her finger and pointed at the tree.

"What's wrong?"

"Your junior brother is tired and wants to go up and sit down, is that okay?"

"Of course!"

The man grabbed her slender waist, jumped up, and sat on the thickest tree trunk, with a panoramic view of the scene outside Yuqing Palace.

I really didn’t expect that I could fly up so easily. Is this the so-called Qing Gong? It's better to lose weight. If he had Fat Zhi'er's figure, Li Sanmao would definitely have his arm broken!
Li Sanmao?
Why, why does she miss him, liar!
"What liar?"

"Huh? Did I say liar?"

Li Xier was confused.

"Didn't you say it? Then I must have heard wrongly, senior brother, and I am dragging you down. Oh, your senior brother, I can come up and sit down."

"Hmph! Why do you want to imitate me?"

"like."

"you lose!"

"I'm glad to lose to you, but I don't recognize the lewd traitor you called me!"

"Hey! Brother Ares, are you just joking!" His eyebrows were crooked, and his bright eyes were like shining stars...

She knew that he gave it to her on purpose, and Feng Qingcheng also knew that if he didn't lose today, she would keep fighting him until the winner was determined.

In fact, Li Xier took a bold look in the mirror today.

The eyes are bright and clear, the eyebrows are arched like a frown, the lips are not red, and the skin is white, which may be caused by sleeping for too long.

Her eyelashes were thick and curled, her hair was black and shiny, and her figure was bulging forward and backward. All of this shocked her and she didn't know what to do.

Because the woman in the mirror is exactly the modern version of her beauty, and she is also the woman in red whom she often dreams of.

She wonders how it all connects?